"Oh my, what's happening here, why is my son being lifted up, what's going on?" A soft and coy voice came from the corridor next to the courtyard.
Jiaojiao followed the voice and saw a woman in a red cheongsam, tottering as she ran over in small steps.
Ruan Jianguo squinted his eyes and immediately scolded, "Ruan Jie, let go of your brother!"
"Oh." Ruan Jie nodded, loosened his hand, and the child plopped down on the ground.
He awkwardly said, "Sorry, my hand slipped."
"It's okay, it's okay, Xiaohua, what are you doing running around wildly here?" Jiang Yuanlong immediately put on a stern face, scolded his nephew, and then said to his sister, "Jiang Nuan, I have important guests today, keep an eye out, you're so grown up, still running around recklessly, if you bump into someone, what would you say!"
